Hello there everyone. This is my first ever fanfic. I'll give you a bit of background information about the story. Hitomi is moving to a new school after her dad is transferred from Mystic Moon City to Gaea. And guess who goes to this new school?

Changing Perceptions Chapter 1

Hitomi Kanzaki took a deep breath and readied herself before opening the car door. She got out and stood looking at the huge sign near the car park. It read 'THE CO-EDUCATIONAL HIGHSCHOOL OF GAEA' in deep blue 3-D letters. Below the 3-D lettering was the logo; a blue sphere with varying shades of blue and in the centre was an intricate red dragon breathing fire, his wings outstretched. This was it. This would be her new life, in a new city in a new school.

'Hitomi,' said her mother. The teenager looked back towards her mother who had climbed out the small car.

'Yes Mom?' she questioned.

'Are you sure you're ready? I mean I know it's a big change moving from Mystic Moon City but with your dad's transfer and-'she began before she was abruptly cut-off by her daughter.

'Mom I am fine and I'll be fine. I mean its just a highschool and even if its not perfect it's only three years which is a small percentage of the average 84-year life expectancy.' She did a calculation in her head. 'It would be one twenty-eighth of the average life, which would be less than 4 percent.'

'Hitomi, be serious.'

'OK, well I am hoping it will be nice. I do want to do well and find good friends. And I hope that they've got a good track team,' she said a little more thoughtfully.

'I'm sure they'll love you, you just be yourself honey and I'll see you tonight,' said her mother as she gave her a huge hug.

'Right, bye mom,' said Hitomi as she slung her backpack and duffel bag over her shoulder.

'Bye sweetie.'

(Several parking spaces away)

A silver Porsche stopped. Folken swung the keys around his finger, as he looked critically at his little brother.

'Van you didn't think to run a comb through your hair? On your first day of sophomore year as well? What will they think of you?'

Van glared at his older brother. 'What they already think of me from last year. I hope mom didn't instruct you to have a Folken-Van pep talk with me.'

Folken sighed. 'Van, these years can make or break a person's life. You have to build a strong foundation for yourself before you can go on to bigger and better things. You want to get into a good college right? And have a decent job? Then you have to understand that your education is really important. Also try not to get into fisticuffs with the Albatou kid again.'

Van-who for the duration of Folken's little motivational speech was staring at the floor of the car as if it were the most fascinating thing he had ever seen in his life- raised his head and perked up.

'Dilandau is crazy. Completely off his rocker. And anyway we've hated each other for years. We're like Clark Kent and Lex Luthor, Spiderman and the Green Goblin, Batman and er...the various mobsters, gangsters and loonies of Gotham city. I could go on'

'Please don't and LAY OFF THE COMICS BOY!' yelled Folken.

'Well I'm just saying that I can't help it. Me and ol' Dilly are archrivals. I am not gonna be nice to that pyromaniac,' stated Van calmly.

'I didn't say you had to be nice to him. Just don't punch him in the face again.'

'Ah good memories,' relished Van leaning back in his seat. 'Plus he gave me a black eye too remember?'

Folken rubbed his temples. This was not really working. ' Please Van you know how upset mom gets when you get into trouble at school. Just try to restrain yourself a bit, please? Not for me but for mom?'

Van let out a long sigh. 'Fine, but if he starts hitting me I'm not going to take a bashing' he said.

'Well I'll just pray that Dilandau's behaviour has improved over the summer and he is not physically violent anymore,' said Folken realising that there was nothing further he could say.

'You can hope,' grinned Van thinking that Dilandau changing into a nice guy was about as likely as Freeza and Goku swing dancing together. Hmm maybe Folken's right about the comic book thing.

'And try with the schoolwork thing Van. Just understand we only nag because we care.'

Van sighed. ' Look Folken you just don't get it. I'm not good at maths and essays and academic work like you. I'm just good at sports. What's the point in trying my hardest in English and only getting a C? Why bother? I'm not like you Folken. I'm not a straight-A achieving model pupil like you were, with all your trophies and awards and wanted by every college in a 3-city radius. Why can't you just accept it and leave me the hell alone?'

With that Van got out grabbed his bags and slammed the door angrily. Folken watched his little brother walk away for a while, then he sighed, turned on the ignition and drove away.

Okay so that's the first chapter of my story. The next ones will be longer and hopefully better. I don't know why but Folken strikes me as a silver-Porsche owning guy, so I gave him a silver Porsche. Now Lex Luthor has a silver Porsche in Smallville- I had a phase of being obsessed with Smallville- and he went evil, but please don't think Folken is evil! He's nice in my story! Please review because I'm new to fanfiction and one should always strive to improve.

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